Goldtrip Running Out Of Love
When I was just a young boy, no chance for future
comfort,
you slowed me down so I could never get that far.
On life support machines, power cuts don’t stop the
beep, as the windows were left a
jar. All the priests came and went, with their bibles
and there consent, everyone told to
say goodbye.
But the cat he lives on, nine lives and still so
strong, never knowing how or why.
Don’t keep me down, don’t keep me down,
don’t keep me down, as your running out of love.
Well now I’m just a young man, brought up in stormy
water,
when I swam for the shore.
We were made to fight through the waves of the night,
but I was just one of four.
Gotta find my feet now, slippery floor beneath my
shoes,
all this time I keep being used.
But the cat he lives on, nine lives and still so
strong, never knowing how or why.
Don’t keep me down, don’t keep me down,
don’t keep me down, as we’re running out of love.
Don’t keep me down, don’t keep me down,
don’t keep me down, as we’re running out of love.
As the rain drops down my window sill I wonder what its
all about.
As we dance to the last dance in the auditorium.
You might run, you might run, you might run but you
cant hide.
From everything that you’ve lost and you’ve left
behind.
Don’t keep me down, don’t keep me down,
don’t keep me down, as we’re running out of love.
Don’t keep me down, don’t keep me down,
don’t keep me down, as we’re running out of love.
